It's after 12 : 30 a.m.
I starved myself all evening so I wouldn't feel bad. I try to never eat dinner and I almost always succeed. My mother even made my favorite soup and I didn't budge even after she tempted me numerous times. And now I am about to go toast a bagel and put creme cheese on the bloody omen. It must be nice to be so soft, warm, and satisfying, having people love you.. Hold you.
Oh, the sweet sound of a toaster fulfilling it's duty.
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